Richard Caelestis

[Solivagus]

He lay silently on the table as the docto in his spotless white coat drew close, a needle in hand.

 

"You understnd, of course, th nessecity of a sedative?" The doctors voice was bland and unremarkable, save, perhaps, for a slight german accent.

 

Irritation flickered through the figure upon the slab. Of course he understood! Hadn't he been to countless lectures about the modern medical advances? Had he not endured an endless succession of seminars regarding the nanotechnological break through of recent years? He knew full well that without the sedative to render him unconcious installation of the modifications would kill him. Nevertheless, he kept his irritation in check and simply nodded. It wasn't the doctors fault really, everything was simply procedure to them.

 

Reaching for the mans pale-skinned wrist, the doctor plunged the needle into his arm. Immediatly the man felt the drugs affects. His head with it's short cropped black hair lolled to one side, his limbs went weak, and his blue-grey eyes slid shut. As the doctor began the various Infusions and Nano-Augmentations required, Richard Caelestis slept, and dreamt.

 

Richard had been one of the fortunate few to be chosen to attend the Athenae Academy. Begun, and funded by, the Central Government rather than by local authorities as other schools were, the Athenea Academy supplied the world with tommorows leaders by garunteeing the randomly chosen students a place within the Central Government. What he had not known at the time as that it was also where the Hetairia drew thier recruits.

 

Early on he had shown an aptitude and eagerness to lean different areas of study to the other students. While the other students focused on polotics and world affairs, Richard excelled at electronics and computer operations. While they chose to pursue diplomacy and public speaking, he spent his time in the gym and on the shooting range. These differences set him aside from the other recruits, but he didn't care. He was happy enough on his own.

 

When he reached twenty five, the age at which the students graduated from the academy and were given thier assigned positions within the Central Government, Richard was´approached by a plain looking man who had a proposition for him. The man suggested, in a voice as plain and unforgettable as his appearence, that Richard should find his place amongst the Hetairia.

 

Often heard of upon the streets as rumour and gossip yet always stringently denied by the Central Government, the Hetairia was supposedly an arm of the law answerable only to the Supreme Chancellor, head of the Central Government. Eager to join a group that seemed ideally suited to his abilities and skills, Richard accepted.

Edited April 9, 2006 by Solivagus

[Vigil StarGazer]

Not bad of a start, keep writing.

[srsizzy]

Though it seems like a mildly overused plot, it's a good start. I'm wondering what the nano-augmentation was for, so I won't start by assuming the story is what I think. You should write more on this.